✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙶𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝 | 𝚅𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 | 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍

A/N
request from Crystal (Guest) on Ao3

The sun's rays caressed Y/n's face, ignoring the painted section of her cheeks. And while the sun did little to tan her, it had only exaggerated the mask-like paint around her eyes. She had found in her hunting that the black paint against her eyes had scared predators, much like a peacock in some way. Her entire outfit was reminiscent of a raccoon, the trash panda of the West.

Y/n didn't get a lot of days in the sun when she was young. There was always some kingdom to protect and a princess to save, one besides her. But at some point, she needed to save herself and protect herself from her own kingdom. And that's how Y/n found herself here, in what would be considered 'commoner's garb' in the forest of Corona. Now Y/n was a hunter, her true passion. And sure, she still used her magic around here and there but found traditional crossbows and such to be much more stimulating in the forest.

From a young age, Y/n had a gift, or others said she did. The truth was, it was an effort. It was hard work and frankly too much work for a girl of that age. While other sorcerers had to craft their wands from the finest materials around the world, any stick or quill could do the job for her. Maybe it was her ideals, or her spirit that allowed her to wield any wand she wanted, but no one could figure it out. Including Y/n, who found that her 'great gift' was abused by the royalty around her. And it was the only thing that could set her free. And while her finest, darkest spell would frame the perfect death of the perfect daughter, it would also scar what was left of her.

Dark magic was rotten, and Y/n knew it. So when those nights would arrive, where she would stumble and cough, she hadn't guessed the plague or some strange new flu. But nowadays she had a better grip, it only helped that the smartest person she knew was behind bars.

Y/n knew Varian had done something wrong. She had just arrived in the forest of Corona when it happened, she had barely known him before he had stomped into the kingdom with his machine. But something about the boy made her core flutter again, the way it used to when she was a child. When the feeling of nostalgia covered up the woes of her beginnings, and so she visited the boy, in the depths of the prison. Y/n didn't break him out, or even offer the fact. Though Varian had a suspicion she could easily do so.

Part of her knew he could get the help he needed there, just as the King promised. But another part knew just as much that Kings were as rotten as Dark magic. So she set out to make sure he would keep his word. Varian picked up a few hobbies in that time, and he even began to improve his body. While devising his 'overthrowing the kingdom' plans, he had often avoided meals, water, and ignored the voice telling him it was all wrong. Over his prison stay, he stretched and lifted whatever makeshift materials he could find. This worried the guards, but Y/n worried them more. They hadn't the slightest idea how the hunter got in every few days to visit. She hadn't gone through the entrance, or any crevice they patrolled.

Eventually, while the two teens spoke against the bars, they heard footsteps. Large footsteps. They belonged to the King, who Varian had clearly scowled at. He even noticed Y/n's unease. This only angered him further. But as Varian jumped up to spit whatever venom he could, the King spoke first. He wanted to talk to the hunter, the one who had evaded his guards every night. And though she held her wand tight as he spoke, he offered no harm. He was much different than her father than any king she had met in a long time. He was worried for Varian, that even if he had escaped the dungeons- this dark path was no place for a young boy. And especially now, where the kingdom's greatest adventurers were out on a mission of their own. So he had proposed to Y/n, that she would alert the King if any trouble was beginning to stir. She hadn't agreed but only said that she would tell him anything he would need to know in the future. Which wasn't a lot. Her and Varian's time was private.